Out of my Mind...

Glory Days

As I electrify my mind key and it stars to turn with the energy of thought, the synpases spark and sparkle. The realisation dawns that my glory day is every day. As consciousness shifts from the dimension of dreams to reality- so called. I breath air and feel it's presence forcing my lungs to draw the chemical infusion of life around my body.

My limbs all connect with my brain impulses perfectly as I focus my mind on the days tasks. I am a mirical indeed. I give thanks for existing, for being healthy, for being able to think clearly, for the fact I am in no pain, that I have food to eat and a shelter over my head. I make a mental note not to complain, with the small fussy thoughts that try to clutter my head. The light of existance is the glory of all my days.